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ChapterEleven

Asher

“Tell me Carla, did you enjoy the club?”

“Yes, I intended to go back but my schedule wouldn’t allow me.”

“How often have you played in this world? Are you familiar with all the rules?”

“A few times. And I think so. But why does it matter, we can’t go to the club right now.”

I ignore her comment and push on. “What role do you play?”

“I haven’t met a man who I can or will submit to!”

“Is that a fact?”

“Yes!”

“Aww my little dove you have submitted to me every time. A true Dom doesn’t have to demand submission, he brings submission out naturally, automatically just by being dominant. You follow orders well little love.”

“I don’t follow rules Asher!” she says with a defiant tilt of her chin.

“Oh, you do baby. In a Dom—Sub relationship, who has the power, Carla?”

“The Dom.”

“Nah baby, it’s always the Sub. You have the power to command me at any time. Your pleasure is my main job. Your safety and care are mine to handle as well.”

As I am talking, I pull the towel off our bodies. I walk behind her, and direct her where to stand. My hard cock rested on the small of her back.

“When we bought this house, it was basically a shell. My brothers, and I designed the house we wanted together. Each of us have something a little special. Jag has a whole house in his wing to accommodate his wife but before, it was all about his office area. Atlas has his weapons closet, Joseph has a deep dive pool, and me, well I have this. I push a button on the wall that’s disguised to look like a normal decoration, and my room begins to lift and expose the room underneath. Carla watches fascinated as my bedroom rises into the ceiling and in its place is a fully stocked sex room.

“Asher!”

She walks away from me to explore the room. As she does, she run her hands over things, stopping to pick up and examine them. I take a seat and let her have fun. Watching her shows me what she likes and what she’s curious about. When she gets to the floggers, paddles, whips, and riding crops I see her stop. She looks from them to the St. Andrews cross and freezes, then she is in motion. She runs her hands over the black iridescent leather and the restraints, when she goes on her tippy toes to touch the cuffs at the top I move and before she knows it, I am pressing her into the bench.

“Are you trying to temp me Carla? You still have your punishments left. Do you want me to stretch you out and use one of the floggers on you?” She slowly moves her hand down from the cuff and I notice her hands shaking, then I notice her whole body is shaking and not in a good way. She’s scared. I back off, giving her room to turn around and look at me. I reach my hand out and she takes it. I lead her to the wall behind the bed and walk past it to the other side. On this side is everything sensual—all pleasure, no pain. I sit her on the bed and walk over to the chest. I pull out a couple of sheets of paper and a stapler. It’s been a long time since I have had to make these, but it comes back to me easily, like riding a bike. I bring my paper creations over to Carla with the stapler.

“Submission is not about power or pain, Carla, it’s all about trust. I would ask you what your safe word is, but we have to work our way up to those, for now we’re going to be basic, green for go, yellow for not sure or slow down and red is stop. We’re going to start with these tonight okay.?” I say as I hold up the paper cuffs that I made and watch her smirk at me. “Remember baby doll it’s all about trust. Any time you want anything to stop all you have to do is pull the cuffs off. You have the power baby, to dictate what does or doesn’t happen between us.” I put the cuffs on each wrist and staple them together. “Move up on the bed and grab the ring.” Once she is in place I reach under the bed and put the soft cuffs on each ankle watching her closely. Once I have her restrained, I run my hands up her legs to her thighs. I lick, kiss, bite and suck on the soft skin of her legs and take my time getting to her tight twat. Before I reach my destination, I flip her on her stomach and repeat the process until I reach her ass and take a bite out of each cheek. She’s still holding the ring, using it for leverage as I lift her to her knees. “Let’s start your punishment light baby,” I say right before I slap her ass. Not enough to hurt her, but enough for her to feel it. I slap the twin ass check the same way. I repeat these seven more times alternatively rubbing her ass between slaps, playing with her pussy and nipples and just like I wanted, she is gushing again and ready for me. I reach over in the nightstand, pull out a condom, and slide it on. “Once more baby, are you ready?”

“Please Asher, I need you.”

“Oishin, baby.”

“What?” she says. She can barely keep up with the conversation.

“When we are here, together, I’m Oishin to you.”

“Oishin, please.” She says a name no other woman has ever called me and I lose it. I smack her ass giving her the last and hardest blow, she screams from the hit and I slide into her to the hilt at the same time.

“Ohgod Ohgod Ohgod!” She chants, as I reach around and grip her neck. I feel water dropping on my arm and realize it’s her tears, but she didn’t break the cuffs, so I don’t stop. I plaster my chest to her back caging her in on every side.

“You are mine Carla, mine. This is my pussy, ass, mouth, mind, and body. You might as well figure out how to move your business here because I’m a needy bastard and a possessive one too. This cunt is magic wrapped around my cock, I told you it would fit baby. Once I’m done with you, you’ll take this cock and your punishments like a good girl. Hang on baby, it’s going to be a bumpy ride.” I say as I pull out and slam back in. I push down on the center of her back to get the arch I’m looking for. I plant one foot on the mattress and fuck her, hard.

“No cumming until I tell you to.” I continue to make love to her. She is trying to run from me, but the chains only let her go so far. I know I’m not hurting her; she hasn’t used one of her fail safes, but I know my dick is touching shit in her that she probably never felt before. She tries to move again, and I slap her ass.

“You’re such a brat and I am going to enjoy correcting your behavior.” I grab a handful of locs and pull her back to me as I continue to drive into her from below. I play with her nipples with one hand and her clit with the other. When her nipples are hard as diamonds, I put the nipple clips on them and one on her clit. There is a thin chain that connects them all and I tug them as I drive into her.


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